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“Gotta say, didn’t take you for a romance vulpine,” Sophia thought out loud as she exited the taxi together with Mike, her dress dancing in the spring wind.

“That makes two of us. I didn’t think I’d be so hooked.” The movie had been his idea, a way for him to connect with her, even if it had been the first-ever romance movie he’d seen in theaters. But that hadn’t mattered, as he’d proven quite the fan of the genre.

Mike was right behind her as they walked toward a small single-family house, and not the flat he’d expected. “You live… here?”

“Yeah, but not alone, of course,” she noted. They might be university students, but neither exactly had the finances to live on their own in what could only be described as a house befitting a fur with a well-paying full-time job.

“Parents?” Mike asked innocently, his heart skipping a beat as he realised he had no idea on how to present himself to the love of his life’s parents.

“No, big sister.” Sophia couldn’t help but laugh at Mike’s reddening cheeks. “Didn’t know you had a tint of red fox in you.” Her voice vibrated through the air, catching her date off guard.

He seemed to confirm her words by simply growing redder, as Mike realised he was blushing quite evidently. The arctic fox had always seen her as a shy and smart fox; to hear her be brave enough to tease him outright was… exciting?

“A-and you seem to have a bit of arctic fox in you,” Mike teased back, noting the white fur running along her throat and down toward her stomach.

Seeing his eyes lower, Sophia got a devilish idea. Supported by the confidence of knowing their classmates weren’t around, she took a big step, close enough for her dress to mingle with his clothes as the wind blew them toward him. “Are you offering to fill me up?”

His eyes shot up, his ocean blue meeting her alluring chestnut eyes. “I-I…!”

“Hahaha!” Her angelic voice echoed in his ears, making him feel weak in the knees. For once, he was happy to be nowhere near his friends. “Relax, Mike.” Resting a paw on his chest, she slowly stroked his tie. “My sister would kill me if I had kits before her.”

Mike swallowed, then let out a nervous laugh, trying his best to look her in the eyes. “Good to know I’m not competing with your sister, then.”

His paw hovered for a moment before gently resting over hers on his chest. “But I should probably be careful… you seem a lot more dangerous than I thought.”

“Careful now, Snowflake, I’ll have you know that I’m still very much a pure vulpine.” Turning around, she gave his body a swipe with her tail.

Mike had always found her shyness and intelligence the most attractive things in the world. Knowing she was a spicy vixen when not around friends, now that made her all the more attractive, especially as it meant she felt safe around him.

“Is your sister home?”

Humming all the way to the door, Sophia looked over her shoulder. “Not sure. She’s got the evening shift… which is weird, because she hates those shifts.”

“Can’t imagine many like evening shifts, sleepy customers, and no way to bond with friends.”

“Don’t worry, she’s not the grumpy type,” Sophia noted, opening the front door.

“WHERE ARE MY FREAKING KEYS!!!”

“On second thought–”

“Sophia, good! Have you seen my keys?”

“Let me take care of this,” Sophia whispered to her date, before refocusing on the panicking vulpine before her and Mike. “Have you checked under your favourite book?”

“I… Shit!”

The older vulpine stormed off, leaving the pair behind as she ran off to who knows where. Mike’s date gave him an innocent shrug of her shoulders, as if trying to convince him that this was a simple Saturday event for the sister duo.

“I’ll go get dinner started; make yourself comfortable.”

Squeezing her paw as she left, Mike stood still in the doorway for a bit before finally closing it. Too many things were happening all at once for him to keep up, both in regard to his love interest, and that older vulpine sister; he swore she looked like–

“I knew I recognised you!”

Squeeze!

“IEEP!”

“Aha! You’re still wearing it, you little thief!”

“E-Emma!” Pressed against the wall, the larger vulpine groped his crotch intensely, her paw grasping around the ring she’d helped put on him weeks prior.

“Feels like you haven’t drained yourself either; didn’t Miss Jade tell you this wasn’t healthy?” Emma shamed him, touching up his package like she and Miss Jade had done weeks prior. “Gosh, feels like these kit nuggets have grown even bigger.”

“I-I… mm?–MMM!” With a paw over his mouth, Emma reached into his pants to fish out the spa’s property, accidentally giving his sheath a good fondle on the way down.

“Quiet! We don’t want my sister to find out about this,” Emma hissed, clicking open the ring and freeing his balls, finally giving them space to dangle freely. “Gotcha, and now one last thing before I leave, Mike.”

“What?” He felt tiny as she squeezed him against the wall a little harder, those fiery brown eyes fueled a determination Mike couldn’t quite put his claw on.

“Don’t be silly and wrap your willy. If you try to pop my sister's cherry without protection, and I become an aunt before I become a mother, I will scratch you a new one.” As quickly as the threat had come, she was gone, along with his ring.

…..

Dinner went well, with Sophia oblivious to the events that had happened in the hallway and, luckily, also to what had occurred weeks prior at the spa. Now, they were on the couch, each reading a book as their feet mingled in the middle of it.

“That movie earlier…” Sophia muttered.

“What about it?” he inquired, peeking an eye over the top of the rather thick book.

“I was just thinking, why did you like it so much?”

“I…” He felt like he knew the answer, but vulpine statements woven from the frailest of silk had a tendency to snap the moment fangs came into play. He knew Sophia. She could spot a lie from a mile away. “Because the main girl reminded me of you… sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“She reminded me of your shy side, that amazing intelligence of yours… and also your snarky side, now that I think of it—what are you doing?!”

Sophia had laid her book down, crawling her way over to his side of the couch. Her body was now over his, the dress still adorning her red fox frame. “What?”

’s the difference?”

“Your…” ‘Go big or go home.’ “Your beauty, hers couldn’t even begin to compete with yours.”

Sophia leaned closer, her knee nestling its way in between his spread legs. He felt a gentle pressure push his package upwards, the darkness of the room lending a helping paw as his subsequent blush was partially hidden by the vixen’s muzzle coming close to his.

“I have always had a hard time reading you at school, not sure if I was seeing the real you in class or just some facade, but now.” Picking his book up, she threw it onto the coffee table. “Now, I feel like I’m seeing the real you, both the shyness and the fiery will within you.”

"Fiery will?”

“The Mike at uni would never have asked me out. Too much of a pushover.”

“Gee, thanks–hm?!”

Holding his muzzle shut, she continued. “If you had been dared to ask me out at school, I’d have known, and you’d have received a swift no from me… but this date, that was all you.”

Mike swallowed, her paw still warm against his muzzle. “Yeah… I know.” He let out a small breath. “I think… I just needed a reason to stop being that guy.” His eyes met hers. “You were a pretty good reason.”

“...You stole that directly from the movie, didn’t you?” It was more so a statement rather than a question, but his honest shoulder shrug sent a warmth to her cheeks. “My big sister isn’t gonna be home for the next hour or two, wanna, um.”

He took her paw, the one that had been resting on his cheek. “What you wanna, I wanna.”

Almost biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, Sophia raised herself from the couch and pulled Mike along with her. In the blink of an eye, they found themselves in her bedroom.

“I’m not sure, Sophia, hasn’t your sister pretty much forbidden potential kit-making?”

“We’re not gonna fuck, just… follow my lead.”

And so he did. He let her lead him to the bed, even undressing all the way to his underwear. By the saving grace of whoever looked out for him, he’d managed not to get hard–mainly because he didn’t know what she wanted out of this intriguing situation yet.

They remained frozen for a minute or two, until Mike spotted her shaking. “Are you feeling alright?” he asked, her blush strong enough to be visible through her red fur.

His eyes remained focused on her muzzle, the gesture not unnoticed by Sophia. Seeing his eyes not even flinch downwards gave her a strange feeling of confidence, knowing the fur before her was more concerned about her well-being than getting into her pants.

“Yeah, I’m simply unsure on how to convey what I wanna try.” Not wanting to fall into her everyday pattern of shyness, she moved toward one of her bookshelves.

“I wanna try this. My sister always talks about how good it makes her clients feel.” She passed him a book, and not the kind you’d give to a fur below 18.

“Wow, you sure about this?”

“Mhm, my sister has even instructed me on what to do and what not to do.” Sophia’s energy went up a notch, her paws searching about on her bookshelf for her diary. She opened it on the pages she’d written, long lists of notes adorning the pages.

“Do you want me to lay on my back, then you can get comfortabl–!” Mike was taken aback as she launched herself at him, giving him a tight hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll turn around, and then you can take off your underwear.”

And so he did, but not before retrieving a towel to lay on. He’d seen lots of towels at the clinic when he’d visited that one time, and he wasn’t about to make a mess of her bed.

“I’m ready,” he signaled, closing his eyes to give her room to get comfortable.

“Alright, Sophia, here we go.” Pulling her dress over her head and her underwear off, the red fox took hold of her diary and looked it over. “Could you… spread your legs a little? Yes, just like that.” Laying the book on her nightstand, she climbed up behind Mike. He was thinner than her, she noted, but not all of him was small.

He felt her warmth before her touch, gentle paw reaching out at a snail's pace. “Wow,” came a whisper, before she ever so gently pressed her paw beneath his kit makers. “Forget about having some red fox in you, are you part bull by chance?”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Being this far above average in virility is nothing but good.” A second paw joined in, his endowment able to almost fill out both of her palms completely. They were even stretchy enough for her to lift them up properly, weighing them in her paws.

“These are some first-grade breeding weapons, Mike. How come rumours haven’t spread around school?” Her eyes looked at his snow-white body, Sophia’s red fox pussy leaking lightly in frustration as it realised what the future had in store for it.

The scent was unmistakable, and before long, Mike fought to keep his erection from spilling out too quickly and for his tail not to bash Sophia from his own excitement growing.

“I’ll get back to you two shortly. Gotta make your daddy all relaxed first.” She gave them each a quick kiss, mind cataloging all of Mike’s pretty veins for later diary writing.

Hearing her whisper in between his ass cheeks was another level of kinky shyness he’d never prepared to feel, but it was all forgotten as he felt the unmistakable feel of her tits being placed onto his back. “Wow,” was all he could say, his mind aflutter while it tried to reason how something so heavy could be attached to someone of Sophia’s stature.

“A good wow or a bad wow?”

“A good one, a really, really good one, Sophia.” Reaching his paws back around, he took a hold of her thighs. He didn’t try to guide her; rather, Mike wanted to try and measure her up without looking. “I wasn’t aware your clothes hid such a voluptuous treasure.”

“Touche, but enough about me, you’re supposed to be the one getting a treat.”

Silence befell the warm room, the only thing breaking it the occasional sound of Sophia opening bottles as she poured massage oil onto his fur. She started low, making sure to work out any kinks he might’ve had in his legs.

Reaching his cheeks, Sophia split her attention between giving his nuts a nice coating and giving his alabaster behind a deep work-through. He felt himself start to moan, the sounds emanating on their own without so much as asking him for permission.

Sophia seemed to like him being vocal, and redoubled her effort, claws digging into his back to try and draw sounds of pleasure. And it worked. 'Damn, she's good!’ He wanted to scream it from the top of his lungs, but knew it’d ruin the mood.

He was getting his first ever full body to body massage, and from none other than the one he hoped would become his girlfriend after this evening's events were over.

She raised herself higher, making sure to position his tail between her legs so it would get pushed upward. Nobody liked getting their tail yanked. Next up were his arms, upper back, and shoulders. Leaning down, she started guiding her double D’s across his back, drenching the base of his tail in the process as she got a good whiff of his scent.

She was getting off to the smell of him getting off. She leaned over his head, and gave the tip of his nose a tiny little kiss as her large breasts enveloped his head. “Turn around for me, please. I’m ready for you to see me… and for me to see you fully.” That last part was accompanied by a small nip to the ear, shivers running down to his red rocket.

She moved off of him, and for the first time since he’d asked her out, it felt like everything moved in slow motion. They sat across from one another, each in a tailor position. Neither said anything for a good while, satisfied with just admiring the fox in front of them.

“Wow, your foxhood is… perfect.” Reaching out a paw, she gave it a gentle stroke. It looked smaller than it was, with his humongous kit makers below, but she could tell it was more than enough for her. On Mike’s end, his eyes were on the verge of tears. He wasn’t too small after all, and that alone made it feel like what he thought love mating would.

“Right over, Sophia.” Lifting her chin, he guided her lips closer to his. “The most perfect vulpine I could ever have wished to date.” Her paws left his length, each fox paw on the other's cheek as they relished in their first ever kiss.

"Sixty-nine?" Sophia proposed.

“Yes, a sixty-nine sounds go–IEEP!” Tackled on the spot, the red fox gave him one last kiss before turning around. He felt himself twitch to diamond hardness as her pussy came into view. Mike didn’t have to be told what to do; his tongue dove in the first chance it got.

“Ahhhh, fuck yes!”

Not one to be left in the dust, her muzzle dived down to greet the veiny nutsack with a pair of heavy beauties within, along with the twitching red rocket. She didn’t have the time to go slow, as Mike was already devouring her like she was a five-course meal.

She gave the tip a quick kiss, and tasted him. Salty, she noted. Her long snout proved a perfect fit for his length, and before long, her tongue went into overdrive, paws kneading about his kit makers like they’d always belonged to her.

“Mmmm, I can’t believe you’re a virgin either,” Sophia moaned, the sensation down below new to her as she’d never been intimate with anyone before.

They went at it for who knows how long, lapping at each other's privates like starving foxes. By the time they had gotten used to the taste of each other, their climaxes were fast approaching. Sophia noticed it first, as she felt his nuts draw up.

“Come for me, baby! Let me taste your thick cum,” Sophia moaned, fondling his sack aggressively as she took all of him into her mouth, knot included.

Mike, feeling a new form of competitiveness swell within him, went on the offensive. Locating her clit, he sucked at it with all the remaining energy he had left.

“MMMMMM!” Sent over the edge, her sweet squeal made her mouth vibrate. He felt his sack fight to rise up, but her paws held them in place, lightly squeezing them to get a taste of what they had to offer. And she didn’t have to wait for long, as spurts of rich kit batter covered her palate, and before long, her stomach, as Sophia swallowed one mouthful after the other.

Neither wanted to be the first to give in, and so they continued to stimulate each other, Mike punishing her clit and Sophia squeezing his knot for all it was worth.

Past memories swept him as he felt her squeeze, but not for long. Neither knew who passed out first, but they both fell into a state of unconsciousness with smiles on their muzzles.

FIN

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