Conception
"You are a rabbit though," said the almost pleading voice of the fennec fox seated on the living room couch. "You can't get pregnant by a fox. It doesn't work like that."
"Maybe, but you still have to use condoms," said the jackrabbit seated next to him, laying her head on his shoulder. "I'll make you a deal though. I will let you go without one time if and only if you do something for me." She giggled as she looked up into his eyes.
"For you? Anything; just name it," the large eared fox replied, his tail wanting to wag despite being pressed into the couch.
The jackrabbit giggled and said, "I wanna roleplay the scene."
"That's it? Sure, not a problem. Heck, we can go to the bedroom now and..." the fox started, but the jackrabbit fem placed her finger on his lips to silence him.
"Not here.... Out in the dessert. I want to play a feral jackrabbit that you capture and breed against her will in the middle of the cold dark dessert at night, nothing but the light of the stars and your campfire around us. Then, and only then, can you breed me without a condom," the female said as she moved to lay in his lap, looking up at her foxy love.
"I... I don't know. I mean, I've never been naked outside before. Someone might find us...." He said, looking down with a clear and present blush on his cheeks.
"That's the beauty of it," said the lapine. "You will be dressed and painted up like a tribal member and I will as well. They don't mess with tribal affairs, you know that. Come on Eli, for me? You know you want to."
Eli blushed as he nodded and said, "Okay Jenna, we can go out tonight. Your heat will make the scene even more.... believable. After all, who could resist a jackrabbit in mid-heat?" He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her lips.
Jenna smiled as she sat up and slipped into their bedroom to prepare. She had already bought all the supplies they would need, special outfits and body paints, and she quickly piled them into a canvas bag. Looking out their bedroom window, she smiled as she watched the sun begin its descent towards the horizon. Taking a moment to slip into just a pair of khaki shorts and a powder blue top, she walked back into the other room and handed Eli the bag. Together, they both left their apartment home with thoughts of the evening ahead.
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"You did a wonderful job with the body paints Jen; they look amazing," Eli said as he slid behind a nearby boulder. With another blush, he slid off all his clothes and put them into the duffle bag. Then, placing the simple leather loincloth over his crotch and tying it behind his back just above his tail, he stepped back out and said, "This is interesting too. The sun is a nice touch. Sorta chilly though; the draft I mean."
Jenna smiled as she stood before him in nothing but her own loincloth, though longer and emblazoned with green leaf patterns. Her full C sized breasts were free to view, naked as they could be, and her nipples were stiffening in the cold. With a murr she kissed the fennec's cheek before saying, "I thought you would like it. Now, I am going to go out a little into the dessert. Then I will pretend to wander back towards the fire, seeking its warmth and the chance at food. Then, you will grab me from behind and bind my wrists with that rope. I may beg a little, but when you tell me of your plans to extinguish my heat I agree in return for the promise of allowing me to live. Got it?"
Eli smiled and said, "Seems a bit much, but I do. I'll go hide while you go out a bit. I'll hide the stuff in the jeep behind the boulder, okay?"
Jenna nodded as she walked away from the camp and the roaring fire and into the inky black of the desert at night. Eli then packed away their clothes and took his place, waiting for his chance to arrive.
Out in the desert, Jenna groaned as she felt her usual discomfort from her heat. She was fertile, her womb begging for young, but Jenna had married a fennec fox. No cases of a fox and rabbit hybrid have ever been documented. Their species were too different, and Eli could never father a child by Jenna, but neither of them seemed to mind. Still, her body told her it was ready to have children at this time of the month, no matter the impossibility of conception.
Soon, her nose caught the scent of something cooking not too far away. It was bananas roasting over a fire, a treat that Eli had taught her to enjoy on their honeymoon. Taking in the pleasing scent of the food, she began to wander back to camp; taking up her role as the feral jackrabbit.
Not long after, she dropped low and peered through some desert brush to survey the campsite. No one seemed to be around and there was enough food for two. Slipping past the bush and into the camp, she sat by the fire and pulled the nearest fruit from the flickering flames. Taking a bite, she looked around as she saw all the shadows the fire threw onto the rocks around her. Ears folding back, Jenna simply finished off the first banana piece and began to search for water. Suddenly, however, something covered her eyes and she was tugged back away from the fire.
Jenna cried out as she felt herself forced to lay on her stomach on the ground. Whatever had been placed over her head was still there, blinding her to the events taking place. Suddenly, she felt her few covering being wrenched away, leaving her backside bare and just a bit chill. All this time, she made no sound as her hands were bound behind her back and her neck fastened in what felt like a leather collar. It was not until she felt something cold and wet press into her slit that she gasped and said, "Who's there? What are you doing to me?"
A blast of hot air rushed over her folds as the cold canine nose at her slit exhaled sharply. The sounds of motion behind her caused Jenna to grow a little nervous for a moment until the blindfold was torn away and she stared up into the face of her loving fennec fox. He had clearly taken to his role quite nicely as he said, "You would make much food for me. I could even offer half the meat on your bones to the fathers of females in heat for use of their daughter's wombs. Still, it is your own heat that keeps you alive now. You smell... different than the females of my camp. You smell exotic and even though you have been taken before I see no sign of birthing on you. If your heats are like those of my kind, you must be aching for someone to quench your fire."
Jenna took to her own role again as she whimpered and said, "I... I do ache but... what are you going to do with me? I do not wish to die."
Eli kneeled before her, his crotch only a little over a foot from her face and his musk reaching her nostrils. He had clearly been looking forward to this. He looked over the captive female and said, "You have two choices female. Roast on the cooking fire or allow me to extinguish your fire."
"Y.. You mean?" Jenna started. She looked up at the fennec then back at her exposed rump. As a cramp hit her she said, "My fire is yours to extinguish. I ask only that you make it quick."
With a dominating smirk, Eli stood and walked behind her as his own coverings were cast aside. With a slight growl, he dropped back down and buried his nose in the lapine's folds. With a smirk, knowing that all the times she had been taken before were times she shared with him, he kneeled behind her and lined up his already hard shaft. With a dominant growl, he said, "So be it." With those words, he thrust forward hard, forcing every inch of his fennec shaft into her hot, slick folds. He listened as Jenna cried out in a momentary flash of pain, but he just kept up his act. Dropping now to his hands he began to thrust hard and fast; no condom to hold back his seed this time.
Jenna whimpered, partly in act partly from the momentary pain of such a forced penetration, and simply spread her legs for ease of access to the fennec fox. His cock was like a piston as it rapidly slid in and out of her slit; each thrust giving a slick wet slurp. She began to moan under him and suddenly felt his teeth at her shoulder, nibbling softly. Just a little pain, followed by a little blood, and Eli was hitting each and every one of Jenna's kinks that he could. Suddenly, she cried out as the fox slipped out and she was suddenly tossed onto her back.
Eli growled softly as he forced Jenna's legs into the air, and then apart as his cock slid back into her sweet passage. Knowing only one more kink left to hit on Jenna, and knowing that it would push her over the edge as it had before, he sped up rapidly until each thrust made a dull sound of impact against her hips. As soon as he felt his climax rising in him, his furry white sack pulling tight against his body, he took one of her footpaws and bit into it firmly, until the coppery but sweet taste of her blood met his tongue. With that, he forced in his knot and began his release.
Jenna screamed in pleasure as her foot was attacked so gently yet so firmly. She knew that she would not be able to walk on it for a few hours, but she had no plan to anyway. With that one motion, though, she was pushed over the edge. Her body convulsed as her orgasm triggered and her passage clamped tight on the fox's shaft. She moaned aloud as she felt the tip of his shaft, lodged so deep within her, begin to squirt out its load. Every drop she could feel, and every moment that proceeded the end of the flow was as warm as the fire they now laid beside. Pulling her arms from the false binding, she wrapped her fennec in a firm embrace and slipped quietly to sleep.
The morning would find her wrapped in the arms of her sleeping mate, her food treated and bandaged. It was only slightly hurt, Eli having not meant to draw blood. Still, she simply laid there until the morning sun caused him to stir. Sharing a short kiss, they dressed and returned to town.
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Three months later, Jenna was panting as she stepped off of the treadmill. She placed a hand on the slightly rounded bulge that was her stomach and said, "No matter how much I try my belly keeps getting bigger. Maybe I need to fix my diet." She just shook her head and walked into the locker room for a shower.
Inside, she saw one of her friends, another jackrabbit, stepping out of the shower. She smiled and said, "Hey Jenna. Still working on the belly I see."
Jenna smiled and said, "No matter how much I work out I can't seem to get rid of the damn thing."
The other lapine thought and walked back to her locker. Rummaging through her bag she handed a box to Jenna and said, "Try this. I think you may be surprised."
Taking the box in her hands and reading the label Jenna said, "Pregnancy test? I can't get pregnant, I've only ever slept with Eli and he is a fennec fox."
"Well, you did say you missed your last two heats," her friend said as she pulled on a pair of panties and began to work on her bra.
Blushing, Jenna slid into the bathroom nearby and opened the box.
Not too long after, two happy shouts could be heard from the locker room as Jenna began to dig through her bag for her cell phone. She had to call Eli, she had to tell him. Dialing his number, Jenna smiled as she looked at the test one last time. When she heard Eli's voice on the other line she nearly shouted, "Eli! I'm pregnant!"
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Nine months later, Jenna smiled as she held her newborn baby boy. He had very much his father's fur, even the streak of brown that ran from his shoulders down his back to his tail. The only difference was be looked fully lapine from head to cute little toe.
Eli kissed Jenna on the lips as he said, "Looks like you made history honey."
Jenna smiled happily and said, "Little Eli looks so much like me, but still manages to look so much like his daddy." She kissed her fox before giving her newborn boy a little kiss on the head. With that, she let her husband take the baby back to his crib and Jenna laid back for a well deserved rest.