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"There's food in the pantry and cupboards," the vixen reassured Tamara. The border collie was shorter even than the vulpine, though not by much. "You can make it fresh if you want, or just heat up something from the fridge."

"Thanks," Tam smiled. The fox and vixen in front of her were the parents of a fairly old teen, only a few years younger than her but definitely not trusted to stay home alone. "So you'll be back...Sunday evening? Two whole days...guess you trust me here." She smiled. They were paying her to take care of their son and their house while they went on their weekend. She wasn't that surprised though. She had a reputation for being rather shy and proper, and had babysat for them for a few years. She was a paragon of trustworthiness.

The father laughed. "The last time we left you here, you baked brownies and tidied up. Don't let Evan throw any parties and it'll be fine." He thought for a moment. "Actually...on that note, there are some boxes in the corner of the living room, from the attic. We'll pay you a little extra if you go through it, throw out all of the junk. Evan can tell you what's what if you're not sure."

The vixen walked to the base of the stairs. "Evan!" she called. "Get down here!"

"I'm coming!" The teenage fox, a sly look perpetually on his muzzle, jumped to the bottom of the stairs. "Leaving? Bye!"

His mother rolled her eyes, both adult foxes picking up their coats as they opened the front door. "Do what Tamara says," she said sternly, "and obey all of the rules!"

The teenager rolled his eyes and waved as his mother blew him a kiss, both adults disappearing out of the door. Tam smiled as they left, then turned to Evan. "Right," she said pleasantly. "Want dinner?"

"Maybe," the fox said with a grin, looking Tam up and down without even trying to hide it. He gave a small whistle, smiling wider.

The border collie sighed, shaking her head a little. It was quite obvious that the teenage fox had a crush on her, and had for some time. When she'd been babysitting for the past few years, it had been kind of cute. Less so now; his interest had gotten a lot more annoying as he grew cockier and more forward, qualities that Tam didn't really know how to respond to. Boys were not her strong suit. "Look," she began. "I know you don't think that you need a babysitter; you're old enough to take care of yourself and I know I'm only a few years older. But it's what your parents want, so it's what's happening. I'll stay out of your way as much as possible, but I still have to do my job. So, going to be helpful or not?"

Evan thought about that for a moment, still smiling. "We'll see," he said eventually, the sly expression on his face growing. "I'll be more helpful if...you let me touch your tits?"

Tam shook her head with a sigh. Her bust was quite large and Evan could barely take his eyes off the canine's chest. "Not a chance," she said shortly, turning. "I'll call when the food is ready."

Leaving Evan to scamper back upstairs, she went to the fridge, turning on the TV as she went. The kitchen and the living room joined up, the dining room between them so she could see the television while cooking. Evan's mom hadn't been kidding: the fridge and pantry were stocked with tupperware containers filled with snacks and ready-made meals to make Tam's job easier. Mouthing a quick 'thank you' to the vixen, Tamara busied herself, popping a container filled with spaghetti sauce and meat into the microwave and setting pasta to boil on the stove.

"Easy meal to start off," she murmured to herself, stomach growling. It helped that she loved spaghetti! The meat and sauce warmed up, she left the pasta to cook and sat down on the couch, flicking through channels until she found a sitcom that she liked. She had to get up periodically to stir the pot but the sounds of familiar dialogue and scenes made it easy to keep track of what was happening.

Meanwhile, the smell of the food wafted through the house. Like most growing foxes, Evan wandered down as soon as he smelled the food, poking his muzzle first into the microwave and then into the pot. "Spaghetti?" he said, rolling his eyes. "Again?"

"Hey, I offered you a chance to choose," she said, pushing him gently out of the kitchen. "And I like it. Go and sit in front of the TV." The fox moved, grumbling and giving her breasts a good long look as well before falling into a chair in front of the television. Before Tam could say not to, he turned off her show, switching instead to some action movie that Tam didn't recognise. "Whatever," she muttered, busying herself with the food.

In no time at all, there were two bowls of steaming pasta on the bench. Tam spooned two large helpings of meat and sauce into each one, Evan leaping up immediately. Before she could say anything, he whisked away the bowl with the most in it, quickly returning to the TV before he missed anything and wolfing it down. "You sure you're allowed to eat there?" Tam asked suspiciously. Evan made sounds that might have been words had his mouth not been stuffed full. "All right, but you don't make a mess!" the border collie said, trying to be commanding. She didn't think it worked.

Taking her own bowl over, she began to eat more sedately. The orange of the sauce blended in with Evan's muzzle as he ate rather messily, done before Tam had even eaten a third. "Sink," she mumbled through a mouthful as he put his bowl on the ground.

He grumbled but leapt up to put it in the sink, racing back so as to miss the least amount of the movie. Tam ate slowly, but it was a little distracting with how he was sprawled out next to her. Evan was on his side, legs spread and crotch pointed at her. The fox was wearing rather tight exercise shorts and the bulge of his balls and sheath were clearly visible. From the slight grin on his face, he knew full well what he was doing.

Tam rolled her eyes, taking her own bowl over to the sink. "Would you like to help clean up?" she called out, knowing the answer.

"You know my price!"

"Nope." Tam washed up. There wasn't that much to do, and the remaining sauce when back into the fridge, ready for another meal. Wiping off her hands, Tam thought for a minute. She did bring over quite a lot of homework to do; she was a diligent student and it was her final year. On the other hand, it was Friday night and she didn't particularly want to do more school work. There were the boxes though, and the thought of some extra cash was appealing. Evan was busy watching his movie and he barely glanced at her as she brought one of the dusty cardboard boxes from the pile.

Opening it, she sneezed at once as particles filled the air. Ignored by the fox, she began to take things out, making a 'keep' and a 'junk' pile. Old newspapers, a few ancient paperback romances, and other worthless things went in the latter, while she carefully placed family albums and framed photos in the other. It was fairly mindless but the movie was playing in the background and it was kinda fun going through the family's history in items. She was at the bottom of the box, most of its contents in the junk heap, when she pulled out a collar.

A tag, shaped like a dog's bone, hung from it. Turning it over, Tam read the name 'Annabelle', mouthing the words as she weighed it in her hand. It was a good collar, leather and probably rather expensive. More than that though, it seemed rather sentimental. She'd had pets herself and kept mementos, which this probably was. She was about to put it on the 'keep' pile when Evan noticed it.

"Hey!" he said, bolting upright. "That's my dog's!"

She held it out and the fox all but snatched it from her, looking over it closely. "Thought I'd lost this," he muttered, rubbing a finger over the name engraved into the tag. "Loved Anabelle...she died a while ago. Took a while to get over losing her..."

He sounded genuinely sad so Tam sat next to him, giving the fox a one-armed hug. Surprisingly, he didn't say anything at that, still looking at the collar. "She was a great dog," he murmured wistfully. "Hey!" He seemed to brighten at the words. "Would you put it on?"

Tam pulled her arm back quickly, almost growling. "Just because I'm a dog does not mean I'll wear a collar like the animals." It was a sore spot among most canine furries.

"Please?" he asked again. "You've got the same coloured fur and everything...kind of look like Annabelle..."

"Have you been thinking of your pet dog while hitting on me?" Tam said, her voice rising a little, but she paused. Evan looked sincerely down, sitting there and holding the collar tightly, sniffling a little even if there were no tears. "Fine," she said eventually. "But only to make you feel better. And never tell anyone about this!"

"Sure," he said, brightening and handing the collar over to her.

Tam sighed, unbuckling the leather and placing it around her neck. Her fur was rather thick and fluffy so she had to be very careful not to catch it inside the buckle as she tightened the collar until it was comfortable. It was kind of a nice feeling actually, though she'd never admit it, with the wide leather strap snug against her throat but not too tight. The tag jingled a little with a tinkling sound as she buckled the clasp.

Then Tam dropped to her knees. Warmth and a tingling sensation emerged from the collar, along with a feeling of pure joy. Tam tried to get up but her limbs wouldn't respond; they just trembled a little. All she could do was kneel there. Even her voice stopped working, her muzzle refusing to open...until it did, her tongue flopping out in a canine expression of happiness.

Evan chuckled at that. "Now you definitely look like Annabelle. She used to do that all the time."

As Evan mentioned the name, a feeling of excitement washed over Tam but she realised that it wasn't coming from her_exactly. Rather, it was coming from something else _inside her. Annabelle?_Tam thought quizzically, perplexed. Then there was a sound that she heard, not with her ears, but her mind. It went _woof._Tam's only outward sign was a slight widening of her eyes. _What is happening?! It's...it's almost like I'm being possessed by the dead dog! Ghosts don't exist!

Apparently the dog spirit inside her didn't know that because it made the anthro's muzzle open. "Woof!" Anabelle said happily, using Tamara's muzzle to do it. Get out of my head! Tam thought, trying to regain control. Annabelle only gave another mental bark, followed closely by another real bark. Tam's face was burning with embarrassment beneath her fur now but the most she could do was make herself tremble a little.

The anthro tried a different tack_. Bad girl! Bad!_ There was a small thought-whine from the dog's ghost but she was too happy to see Evan again to pay much attention to what Tamara was thinking. I can't believe I'm being possessed by an animal's ghost, Tam thought. This is how I find out that ghosts exist? Maybe she'll leave if the collar's off! She tried to reach up and remove it but Annabelle wasn't having it: she forced Tam's hands down on the floor firmly in an approximation of a dog's sitting position.

"Wow, you're really getting into this," Evan said, the fox smiling. "Thanks for making me feel better!" Tamara only barked again, Annabelle making her give a small whining sound as well. Evan laughed softly, picking up the TV remote. "Want to fetch?" he said, joking, but Annabelle woofed again, tail wagging furiously and her eyes on the remote.

Evan laughed and made a mock throw. As most dogs are wont to do, Annabelle made Tam jump, before getting on her hands and knees and following the expected trajectory of the remote. Walking awkwardly on all fours, Tamara went to where the remote would have landed, barking again when Annabelle found nothing there.

Evan looked more surprised than ever, but his smile grew nevertheless. "All right, girl," he said, Annabelle's joy increasing with the words. "Fetch!" This time he actually tossed the remote, lobbing it gently across the room and into a basket of laundry that was in the corner. Tamara was forced to scamper after it immediately, another happy bark leaving her muzzle. Don't you make me--, she thought but the spirit didn't listen, only wanting to obey and make her master happy.

Tamara's nose rooted through the fabric, until the remote was wholly uncovered, before she gingerly picked it up in her mouth, walking back to Evan on all fours; Annabelle seemed incapable of using her new body to stand. Putting her head on his lap, Tam dropped the remote near his crotch, looking up with a small whine and her tail still wagging furiously.

Chuckling, he threw it again. "Go get it, girl!" The ghost inside the border collie nearly exploded with joy, making the anthro scamper across the floor to bring it back, a muffled bark leaving her muzzle which held the remote tightly. "Good dog!" he joked as she deposited the wet remote back in his lap. Annabelle wanted to jump with joy at that and she did, making Tam woof and rise up on her knees, arms folded like she was begging and tongue flopping out of her muzzle. A second later, she dropped down onto all fours again.

"Good dog," Evan repeated, that sly grin reappearing on his face. Don't you do it, Tam thought, knowing that this wasn't going to be good. "Dogs don't wear clothes though," he said slyly. "You should take them off!"

Tam's eyes widened at that; she was surprised at his nerve. She was a little relieved when Annabelle made her tilt her head in canine confusion. The dog wanted to obey, but she didn't really know how. Clothes as a concept were a bit beyond her. It didn't take long for Tam's relief to evaporate though. Annabelle's desire for obedience mixed with Tam's know-how, and her arms began to move, taking off the shirt she had on.

"Wait, really?" Evan said in no small amount of shock but Tam just gave him another back as her shirt crumpled in a heap beside her. The border collie's face was properly burning now as her bra was exposed, her generously sized breasts clearly visible to the fox. Her arms trembled as she tried to stop the next part, but Annabelle made her continue. Tam kicked off her skirt, still not rising from her knees and now kneeling in her underwear. "I didn't expect..." Evan continued, but his jaw dropped open as he was rendered speechless; Tam was still moving.

Face blushing so much it felt like she was about to burst into flames, Tam hooked her thumbs into her panties, pulling them down in a swift motion and kicking them off. As could be expected, the fox's eyes flicked down to her crotch, but between her closed legs and thick fur, nothing could be seen. Her chest though...that was easily visible. Tam's finger fumbled around as she tried to stop it but they went for the back of her bra, unhooking it. Obey! Annabelle was urging, her happiness overwhelming and spilling out in another woof as the last piece of the canine's clothing fell to the ground, leaving her completely naked.

The border collie's breasts swung beneath her as she dropped to all fours again, barking with joy thanks to the spirit. Evan's eyes were locked on her swinging tits, still open mouthed. Don't you say it! Tam thought, so embarrassed she thought she'd just combust. "Come and sit for pats!" Evan said eagerly. Tam immediately crawled over to him, sitting back on her legs with her hands between her knees on the floor, tongue lolling out. The position had the effect of squeezing her breasts together a little, practically showing them off for the delighted fox.

"You sure?" he said. At least he had the grace to ask that, but Annabelle didn't understand, just barking softly. Evan took that as an affirmative and placed his hands on the border collie's tits, squeezing them gently. It was almost certainly his first time, but it was also Tam's. Aside from some drunken gropes at a party earlier in the year, her experience with sex was practically zero. Subconsciously, she bit her lip as Evan gave her chest a firmer squeeze, hefting her breasts in either hand. Tam squirmed a little; Annabelle didn't quite know what was happening but she was enjoying doing what she was told.

A little gasp left Tam as Evan touched her nipples, giving them a soft rub. A proper moan escaped her as he tweaked the sensitive points and she blushed harder. That's all me, she thought embarrassedly, unable to help it. The fox got bolder, groping her more firmly, squeezing her soft flesh and rubbing at her nipples with his thumbs. Tam's breathing got a little heavier as she was played with, soft moans intermixing with barks and whines. Kneeling in front of him, she had an excellent way of the way Evan's shorts were tenting as he hardened.

Her eyes locked on his crotch, the canine's breath hitching a little. As entranced as he was by the feel of the border collie's breasts, it took Evan a little while to realise where her eyes were. Giving her nipples a small pinch that made her moan, the fox sat back, crotch exposed. "Want a treat, girl?" he said in an excited voice one might use for a pet. Tam trembled again, a hand lifting up. It pawed at the air for a moment before Annabelle forced it back down, making it look like she was beside herself with assignment. Annabelle, no! Tam thought desperately, watching.

The fox yanked his shorts down, exposing his sheath and balls to the border collie. Without the fabric in the way, the male scent was much more obvious, Tam panting it in as she gazed at him. Evan's length was about halfway out of his sheath and she couldn't find itself in her to look away, a fluttering feeling in her lower belly. "Come and get your treat, girl!" he said eagerly, Annabelle giving another woof and bringing Tam along for the ride.

Again, the dog's spirit didn't quite know what she was being asked to do but that didn't mean that Tam wasn't doing it. The ghost simply made her do whatever Tam thought would be following her master's orders. In light of that, Tam reared up a little, placing her hands, like a dog, on the couch and leaning her head in, sniffing at his length before giving it a long lick. Annabelle woofed again quietly, Tamara blushing powerfully at the undeniably male taste. Evan gave a soft moan of his own, sitting back and letting Tamara get to work.

Her tongue flicked out again, then she drew it back in with a snap, causing Annabelle to tighten her control again. Whining softly in a way that made her sound needy, Tam was made to continue, licking the fox's shaft in long strokes, occasionally licking at his balls or sheath too. In no time at all, his cock was fully erect, the beginnings of the knot visible as a slight swelling at his base. "Good girl," Evan said off-handedly, making Annabelle positively glow with happiness and making it even harder for Tam to resist her influence. Not that she'd been doing a good job of it so far.

The border collie had never given a boy oral before but she knew the basics. Annabelle wouldn't let her hands move from their position so she awkwardly manoeuvred her head, taking the tip into her mouth and sliding down it slowly. She had a long and slender muzzle, so it wasn't that hard taking the fox's entire length, the bulge of his knot slipping between her lips as she got to the base. Evan let out a loud moan then, panting as he felt a warm muzzle for the first time. He put a hand on the back of her head but didn't push or anything. It took Tam a few moments to realise that he was petting her, stroking her fur softly. With her mouth full of the fox's cock, she didn't think she could blush any harder but she did at that.

She gave a muffled whine and began to bob her head slowly, licking along Evan's length as she did, sucking awkwardly. Unable to stop, she had to do the best she could, not quite sure of what she was doing. Evan seemed to like it though. His moans were increasing in volume and his knot was beginning to grow a little. He was beginning to make small thrusts into her muzzle as well, little bucks of his hips driving his length into her maw. Tam made a muffled barking sound around his shaft, having some idea of what was coming.

Her blush grew as Evan enjoyed her muzzle, his knot growing until it was sizable, Tam parting her jaws to envelop it once again. That proved to be the final straw. Evan arched, gasping as his balls tightened. Inexperienced herself, Tam didn't notice until was too late. His cock pulsed as the first spurt of cum shot into her throat. The border collie swallowed that out of reflex but it wasn't the last one. The salty taste of his seed filled her mouth and she pulled back instinctively, coughing a little. It was her mistake, because he wasn't finished. As she pulled her muzzle of his length, there were still a few spurts left, landing on her face and chest in long ropes.

Tam made a soft whine, blushing so much a red tint was visible beneath her fur. The seed blended into the white patches on her muzzle, starkly visible on the other, black parts. She coughed again, the cum in her mouth dripping out to land on her breasts; she didn't particularly want to swallow. "Oops...sorry," Evan said with a blush. "That was amazing though...you okay?"

Annabelle registered the praise and her happiness returned. "Woof!" Tam said, smiling again in that canine fashion. Take the collar off! That's what she wanted to say, but she couldn't. She wasn't sure she even cared; she'd sucked the fox off and was now covered in no small amount of his cum, the scent as obvious as the sight. It couldn't get more embarrassing than that!

The border collie was wrong again. Evan smiled at her, patting the space on the couch beside her. Annabelle barked again and she leapt up in a surprisingly agile fashion. "Your turn?" Evan offered, eyes flicking between Tam's face and her tits. As she always did, Annabelle woofed again and Evan smiled. "On your back, girl!" he said, back in the voice for a pet. Tamara managed to whine, her limbs trembling as she tried to resist, rolling onto her back, head resting against the armrest and looking down her body. With a jolt, she realised that, for the first time ever, she was exposing her sex to a male.

Annabelle kept Tam's paws curled up by her chest like a normal dog's. Evan was staring between her thighs and he pushed them apart slowly, Tamara having to accommodate him and bring them back, exposing her sex. Down there, Tam was quite like a canine, her pussy having three triangular lips around in a spade shape. With another flush of embarrassment, she realised that the air flowing over her crotch was a little cool; with being made to give Evan oral, and all the touching and playing with her tits, she'd gotten a little wet.

"Very pretty," Evan remarked, those two words making her whine cutely in even greater embarrassment. God, just stop here, she thought, but Annabelle wasn't going to allow it. As long as she was being a 'good girl', this would continue. To add to the humiliation, Evan gave her belly a playful rub, right over her sex. That drew another bark and Tam's leg kicked a little like a real dog's. Slowly, Evan's hand trailed down over her mound and across her spade.

Gasping at the light touch, Tam waited, her heart hammering in a mixture of nervous anticipation and awkward shame. Still moving slowly, looking a little unsure of himself, Evan spread the lips of her spade with his fingers, exploring her body curiously. The border collie moaned softly again; this felt wildly different than when she touched herself. The minute glisten of wetness subtly increased along her lower lips as he stroked her thighs gently next before slowly pushing a finger into Tam's sex.

She moaned louder at that, tunnel squeezing his finger as he pushed it in slowly, then reversed at the same speed. Blushing again as he looked at the slight sheen of moisture on his digit, Tam barked again softly. "Silky," Evan mused, then looked up at her bark. "Keep going? All right..." He pushed the finger into her again, this time with a little more force. At the same time, his other hand roamed around, squeezing her butt and stroking along her thigh, then moving across her spade again. At the same time, she kept squeezing his finger, panting soon enough.

The border collie shuddered and moaned again as he found her clit. Evan's fingers had been exploring her folds when they ran across the little nub. The feeling was intense, almost painfully so and her hips jerked at the touch, an extra hard clench on the fox's finger following it. The sly grin returned to his muzzle. "Like that?" he said, smiling wider. He made the movement again, specifically seeking out the border collie's clit.

Tam made a soft howl, bucking her hips and moaning in spite of her situation. The feelings were powerful enough to make her see stars, especially when he added a second finger to her sex. They stretched her as wide as was comfortable in her inexperience, making her moan as they thrust into her. Evan was grinning, evidently pleased with the reaction that he was getting as he played with the canine. Her breathing rapidly began to quicken, the pleasure making Annabelle react in nothing but approval, the feral's instincts mixing with Tam's.

With the fox's fingers making soft, wet noises as they thrust into her, Tam felt a tension building inside her. Recognising it as an impending climax, she let out a whining moan. Half of her wanted to resist but the other half wanted to cum for the first time at someone's hands other than her own. It wasn't her choice as Evan didn't stop and Annabelle was looking forward to the pleasure in her own way. As the fox rubbed over her nub and thrust into her, fingers curling slightly to rub at her, Tam arched, crying out loudly.

Evan stopped, smiling, as her sex fluttered around his fingers, clenching and milking them firmly. Waves of pleasure flowed through the canine, making her gasp and relax into the couch, tensing and relaxing. After a while, feeling a little light-headed, she sunk into a powerful afterglow. Even Annabelle seemed relaxed from that. She gasped again as Evan pulled his wet fingers from her sex, giving her clit one last rub that made the border collie shiver in overstimulation, sensitive after the climax.

Now that the orgasm was fading, the embarrassment came back. Tam tried to move, blushing; the fur on her face, breasts, thighs, and between her legs were wet and smelled strongly of sex. She almost managed to sit up before Annabelle's will returned, forcing her arms to snap back to her chest with a bark.

"Hope you enjoyed that," Evan said with a grin. "Still in character?"

As if in answer, Tam's tongue flopped out of her muzzle. "Woof!" she said happily.

He scratched at her belly again, making Tam's leg kick and jerk in pleasure. "Well, I guess we can keep playing then. Still got a few days until Mom and Dad get home...you won't have to take off the collar until then!"