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~~~~~Kyle's POV~~~~~

The morning sun shone through the open window, its bright light hitting right on my face as the sun rose in the sky. I groaned as it landed on my eyes, rolling over several times trying to go back to the comfortable sleep I was having in my new bed.

After a few more tries, I gave it a rest and set up, stretching out as I yawned, my jaws opening wide as my tongue lolled out. I couldn't remember the last time I had slept so well, and outside home not less.

"Oh, who am I kidding? _This_is my home now." I spoke aloud, a knowing smiling spread over my muzzle the whole time.

"And that's a fact there kit." Ryker said boldly.

"Ahhh!" I yelled, jumping in fright at his voice. I looked over in the direction of his voice and saw him. He was standing at the opened bedroom door, leaning against the frame. My breath was caught in my throat and a small blush formed across my muzzle that I couldn't suppress.

There he was, and the folf was clad in only his form-fitting black boxer briefs. I could see a lot more than I wanted to of him. He had large footpaws, equipped with sharp looking claws. His legs muscles looked highly developed, like he was used to running. His strong arms were crossed over his broad chest and tight-looking six-pack abs.

As my eyes trailed over his body, I looked up at his face and saw the knowing grin on his proud face. I knew I was busted for looking at him and my blush got even bigger. "U-um... C-could you m-maybe put more on please S-sir?" I stuttered, embarrassed.

Ryker chuckled as he straightened up and turned around towards the hall, his nine tails swishing elegantly behind him as he walked out of the room. "Probably not. But no worries, this is typical attire for when I'm home. Better get used to it. Cause, we're only clothed in the bare minimum for you. Otherwise," he passed, looking over his shoulder at me with a wolfish grin. "we'd be completely in the fur." he finished, and began to walk down the hall and staircase.

That sent my mind reeling, and my blush brightened even more. I tried really hard not to think about it more, not wanting to imagine such a scene, least just not yet. I shook my head repeatedly to clear my mind of inappropriate images and pulled the covers off of me.

But... what greeted me when I looked down only made my blush return in full force. I stared in total embarrassment at my rock hard foxhood, I couldn't believe I was so hard right in front of him like that. "Ahh!" I yipped again, covering myself and dashing for the bathroom.

I waited for my blush to disappear and my cock to soften before relieving my bladder and washing my paws. Then I went about my usual morning routine before leaving the bathroom. Having no real idea what I could do here I opted to follow Ryker and descended the staircase. Once I reached the bottom I headed into the kitchen since that's where his fresh scent was going.

As I turned the corner my jaw dropped. I watched in wonder as various things were floating around Ryker as he cooked. It almost seemed like everything was dancing about him as he smiled, eyes closed and conducted a symphony of food and tools. Eggs cracked against a bowl and opened up to drop its yolk, the shells then floating over to the trash can and falling in. One of the cupboards was open and a trail of flour was flowing out of it into the bowl as well.

There was so much going on I just couldn't keep track of it all. And before I could do anything, Ryker turned and saw me standing at the entrance. "Oh, hey there Kyle. Just whipping up some breakfast if you're interested." he said calmly, like the floating objects were nothing special.

"Um..." I started, but trailed off not knowing what to say in this situation.

"Hehe, guess you're still not used to the psychic stuff huh? That's ok, I'll make you some anyways. Just take a seat and relax." he said as he turned back around and began to cook again, mixing the stuff in the bowl.

I took his suggestion and set down in one of the seats beside the small table in the kitchen. While it was still new, I couldn't stop watching the display right next to me. And in the midst of it all, Ryker was a calm as could be, maybe even enjoying himself as he went about his tasks as things continued to work and float about themselves.

Because of the multi-tasking he was doing with his psychic powers, it only took a couple minutes for Ryker to cook up a large pile of pancakes for us. He carried the weighted plate in one paw while his other held two empty plates over to me and took a seat opposite my side. He set the pancake-filled plate down between us and passed over one of the other plates to me.

I took it and then he began to divide the stack between the two of us. It was at this point I found my voice again and spoke up. "What about Cecil and Snow Sir?" I asked, my head tilting to the side questioningly.

"Ah, don't worry about them. The three of us were up most the night together. They'll likely be resting a while longer. So it's only us for now." he answered, chuckling to himself as he once again used his powers and brought the syrup over to us and lathered his large pile of pancakes in it before passing it to me.

I took it from him and applied a lot less onto mine before setting it down and grabbing my fork and knife. As I was cutting my more manageable size of pancakes, I continued the conversation. "If that's true, then why are you up already?"

"Hehe, that's because I only really need a couple hours to sleep. My body is pretty strong and energetic so I only need a little rest compared to you guys. Plus, we have a guest, and we'd be terrible hosts if we didn't provide for you." he said between bites, a smile on his muzzle as he almost literally stuffed his face with his food.

I ate at a much slower pace, watching in amazement as the hybrid in front of me just went to town on his breakfast. While he wasn't by any means not using any table manners, Ryker was really packing it away really fast. He was even done before I was finished eating, and he had more than double more amount!

"Ahhh, that hit the stop. Nothing like a good breakfast to start the day." he said, patting his belly a little before getting up and taking his and the empty middle plate to the sink. I could do nothing but absentmindedly eat my own pancakes in silence, shocked at the speed the folf had used to clear his plate.

It took me a little longer to finish and by that time Ryker had walked into the living room and set down to watch some TV. I added my plate with the others in the sink and followed after him, taking a seat on the couch as well. He was watching an episode of World's Dumbest and despite myself, I was pretty entertained by the stupid antics some people did.

"We're going back to see your parents kit." Ryker said out of the blue, a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

My head whipped towards him and my muzzle was agape in shock of the news. "Y-you can't be serious. You know what they did to me when I spoke out to them." I said in slight shock.

"And that's exactly my point Kyle. I've read your mind, and I've seen how you've been treated your whole life. And now," he paused, turning to look at me directly, a grin spreading across his muzzle. "you'll be giving them a little payback." he finished up.

I just sat there, my muzzle agape at this. It took me a few seconds to get my thoughts together and I shook my head at the ridiculousness. "You have got to be kidding-" I started to say, but Ryker stopped me.

"One, I'm not kidding, we're going even if I have to drag you with me kit. And two, no more sir, makes me feel old. Just Ry is fine." he said, chuckling as he turned back to the show in front of us.

Seeing how he had turned away from me, and the tone he had spoken in, I knew it'd be futile to try and continue the conversation. So instead, I begrudgingly and nervously set back in my part of the couch, my mind filled with the thoughts of what will occur later.

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~~~~~Ryker's POV~~~~~

The roar of the engine, the rushing wind passing over my clothes and fur, and the thrill of the going fast. All of this is what made riding a motorcycle so exhilarating. The grin on my muzzle hasn't dropped ever since we left the house. It also didn't help that my mind was being entertained by the fidgeting little fox holding onto my middle for dear life. I chuckled at how he always tensed up as I swerved from side-to-side, even the slightest tilt making him grip onto my body all the tighter. Hehe, it's sort of cute how timid he is though.

Luckily for him we were almost at his family's house. If we weren't going there for a purpose, I just might have continued this for the fun of it. I slowed as I entered into the neighborhood, reading his mind the whole way so I could find my way. Once I found the right house I pulled up next to the curb and parked my ride. I turned it off and looked over my shoulder, poking at the male beside me with a few of my tails. "You can let go now Kyle." I said, a slight chuckle escaping my muzzle.

He pulls away slowly, looking up at me and around us. He sees his house and I could feel a shiver pass through his body and a cloud of nervousness envelop his mind. I chuckled at the fact, getting him to hop off before I did the same. I threw down the stand to my motorcycle and started to walk up to the door. Kyle followed right behind me, hiding himself in my shadow, which made me chuckle.

I rang the doorbell as we stood on the small front porch. We waited for a little bit before a small fox opened the door, her snow white fur a perfect opposite to Kyle's own fur. It was obvious that this was his little sister, so I wanted to be nice. "Hello little missy, are your parents home by any chance?" I asked nicely, a smile on my face.

"Yes they are mister. I'll go get them." she said cutely, rushing off back inside. I could still hear as she called out for them. She didn't even notice Kyle as he remained behind me, somewhat covering himself with my tails.

Soon the door opened back up again, revealing both of the parents of the scared fox behind me. It was at this point that Kyle took a peek out to look inside. I was about to speak up when the father seemed to notice Kyle and started to growl at us. "And what is he doing here?" he spat out, his growl barely stopping.

Kyle quickly hid again in fear while I just stood there, glaring at the both of them. "He's here for a final farewell if you don't mind Russell." I said, picking his name out of his own head.

His growl stopped and he stared perplexed at me, as did his wife. "How the hell do you know my name lousy mixbreed?" he asked, fangs showing in a menacing snarl.

I did not enjoy people poking fun of or insulting my heritage, regardless of who they are. And since these people were already on my bad list I decided that holding back would be too nice for them. I held up my paw and pointed it both to them, palm out with my fingers spread. "Because I read your mind, you pathetic tod." I answer, and before they could react I sent out a pulse of psychic energy.

The pulse threw them flying back inside, the door swinging wide open in their wake. The two were sent straight onto the couch, turning in mid-air to get there but it was a simple feat. I walked in and stepped into the living room, grinning as I saw their surprised and fearful faces. I waved my right paw in the air a bit, and another surge of psychic energy went back towards the door and made the timid black kit forcibly walk in, closing the door as he passed it too.

My grin doesn't fade as I walk over to sit down in one of the chairs, looking over at them as I begin to speak. "Now then, whether or not you understand what's going on here is beside the point. I've come with one goal in mind: Revenge. Not mine mind you, for the kit. I've read his mind as I did yours, and what I've seen is not very pleasing." My face was a sort of intimidating sneer as I looked at the helpless pair, my powers keeping their bodies forcibly stiff and in place.

"And also, do not keep that vague hope of your daughter coming to your rescue. I've already had my way with her when she answered the door and went back upstairs. She'll have no thoughts about you as long as one of us two remains here. Even if you were to yell right in here face she wouldn't know. You're at our mercy now fools." I looked over at Kyle and I could tell just from his face that he was still uneasy with my plans but that'll change soon.

"W-what are you g-going to do with us?" the vixen, Sandra, asked. Her question cause me to chuckle, letting my gleaming fangs show as I leaned forward and spoke to both of them, and Kyle too, of my plans.

"I will not be doing anything to you, my dear." I started, the sarcasm in my voice clear as I begin to continue, but not before gesturing and pointing over to Kyle. "But he will."

Those three words caused the parents and their kid to exchange glances for a bit before looking back at me. "What do you mean I'm gonna be doing something to them?" the kit asked.

"Just as I said Kyle. You'll be dishing out your revenge on the two of them. As for myself, I'll be leaving once I'm finished up here." I chuckle, pulling myself up out of the chair and stretching a bit. "And as for what you'll be doing, that's for you to decide kit."

He tilted his head and me before looking back at his trembling parents. "I... I don't know Ry. I just don't think I can do anything to them." he said, hanging his head.

I started to walk over to him, my paw glowing a dark purple as I prepared to use my powers once again. I reach out with that same paw and pat him on the head as I pass stop next to him. "Don't worry; soon you'll be having fun with my way of things." I said, my voice teeming with naughty ideas as my psychic influence started to seep into his head.

And with that, I began my exit, stepping past him and waving behind me. "Good bye you two. I hope you enjoy you're last family bonding with your son. After tonight, you'll never see him again." I chuckled as I opened the front door and let myself out.

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~~~~~Kyle's POV~~~~~

I was fidgeting in place as I watched Ryker leaving. What could he be thinking? I mean seriously, I can't do anything to my parents. I don't have cool powers like he does. Then, I thought came to my mind. Wait a minute, he said 'our mercy' right? Does that mean he did use his powers so that I could do something to them?

I turned back around and looked back at my parents. They were both still frozen on the couch, their whole bodies trembling but not moving at all from their spots. _He did do something!_I thought.

For some reason, the sight of them helpless like that and knowing I apparently had some sort of control over them felt a little exciting. The feeling was spreading out and the power I suddenly held brought a growing grin to my muzzle as I slowly stepped closer to them.

I stopped in front of them and took in the look of panic and fear they had. I don't know what was coming over me and I was starting to care less and less about my morals. This strange excitement that was coming over me was so invigorating and my mind was filling up with all sorts of ideas of what to do to pay my parents back.

"Alright you two," I started, grinning wide at them as they could do nothing but listen, "I think we'll start by..."